Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 941 The Most Romantic Thing - Can't Fight

"what?"

Xia Yang couldn't help being stunned, and looked at the two boys in the front row.

He actually called him Brother Yang? ? ?

Is he familiar with those two people?It seems that they haven't even spoken three sentences so far!
"Yes!"

The little fat man's smiling voice came over without hesitation, "This is my Brother Yang!"

Xia Yang looked over at the little fat man, just in time to see his chubby little meaty hands stretched out towards him with five fingers close together, the nails are neatly manicured!

Thinking of the various sleeping positions of the little fat man, and the snot that came in from when he fell asleep, Xia Yang couldn't help looking at the little fat man's face again.

What catches the eye is the fat white face, no matter whether it is smiling or not, it looks like a smiling face!
The narrowed eyes were looking towards him, Xia Yang was startled for a moment, forced out a smile, and leaned against the wall.

Forget it, let the little fat man go!
"Oh!" The boy on the left in the front row glanced at the little fat man, then at Xia Yang, with a surprised expression on his face, and finally shifted his gaze to the boy at the same table.

see what he does?
The boy at the same table wanted to scratch his head habitually. After thinking for a while, his raised hand stopped on the stack of books in front of Xia Yang, and he couldn't help being startled.

Hey, this book is newer than his!
Can't help but look at Xia Yang again.

The boy on the left in the front row looked at the boy at the same table, blinked, and then looked at Xia Yang.

To see him?Ah!What catches your eyes?

Xia Yang's eyes turned around twice on the two boys in the front row, and then fell on the hands of the boys in front.

Heh, actually put it in his book? ?

"What?" Xia Yang blurted out, "Don't you have any textbooks?"

"Hehe," the boy in the front row sneered, "Yes, Brother Yang."

Then, he retracted his hand.

Brother Yang?Xia Yang couldn't help but twitched his mouth, calling him brother again?
Does he look like a brother?

elder brother?Inexplicably, Xia Tian's cheerful face appeared in his mind every day, heh!

He is not the same as Xia Tian at all!
"Okay, okay, you two go play your own games, my Brother Yang and I still have something to talk about."

The little fat man waved to the two boys in the front row.

The two boys in the front row looked at the little fat man, looked at each other, smiled, and turned their heads one after another.

So obedient?Looking at the two who turned around silently, Xia Yang couldn't help but wonder, is the fat man familiar with these two?

"Do you know each other?"

Xia Yang pointed to the two boys in the front row, and looked at the little fat man.

Could it be an alumnus?
"I know you," the little fat man blurted out, "I happened to drop by on the way home, and we walked by a few times together."

Xia Yang: ...

Is that okay?

He walked with Xia Tian three or four times, Xia Tian didn't seem to have listened to him, he kept talking all the way, and he was tired of talking, so he got up early in the morning and went out the next day, and went home after school in the evening I left on purpose late.

"Hey," the little fat man smiled, "Actually, that's not the point."

Xia Yang glanced at the fat man, and turned his head away.

He could tell that the little fat man was ready to continue chatting.

He seems to have a little understanding of the little fat man!

"The point is, the two of them were classmates with me before," the little fat man chuckled, "They were in my class when I was still very good!"

Xia Yang suddenly became a little messy!

Dare to, this little fat man, is he really teasing him?

Forget it, he didn't bother to ask.

Whether it's the two boys in the front row, the math class representative in the middle, or the high-scoring students from the elite class that he met in the corridor, it has nothing to do with him!
What he has to do is, from now on, don't sleep anymore!

Hey, thinking of going to bed, thinking of what the head teacher said, I couldn't help but feel worried again.

If you want to improve your academic performance, you can't solve the problem just by not sleeping!

There are not many people he is familiar with in these four weeks, not to mention that everyone in this circle is similar to him, and they are all in the bottom!
Thinking of this, Xia Yang couldn't help shaking his hand that was leaning against the wall.

Just looking at geography doesn't seem to help.

He had to think about it carefully, the mid-term exam was about to take place in one and a half months, so he couldn't be the last three or four in the mid-term exam, right?

Xia Yang couldn't help but frowned.

"But later, they were divided into classes, and they were no longer in the first class when they were in the fourth grade."

The voice of the little fat man came again.

Xia Yang stared at the pile of brand-new textbooks in front of him, looked and looked, and looked and looked again, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Later, those bastards from the fourth grade started asking me to play ball."

Xia Yang didn't respond, still staring at the textbook in front of him in a daze.

The matter of not being able to play has nothing to do with him. Now he only thinks about how to improve his performance, which one to start with, and how to start?
The time of 45 is limited, but the more homework you learn, the more you learn, not a lot in a day!

"You know what?" The little fat man leaned over, hissing his face, "They bastards actually made a bunch of snacks beside them."

What?Is there such a good thing?Xia Yang couldn't help turning his head to look at the little fat man, and seeing the chubby little fleshy face of the little fat man, he thought of the sugar coating that the little fat man said before.

Involuntarily nodded.

It really is sugar-coated. You can tell from the figure of the little fat man that he must have eaten a lot at that time!

"I just watched them play football every day. From the basketball court to the football field, they were kicking and kicking, and I was holding spicy sticks and drinking Coke to cheer them on. In a blink of an eye, the fourth grade was over."

Xia Yang glanced at the little fat man, but said nothing.

"The weight has increased a lot, but the grades have dropped a lot compared to the lower one. The fifth grade is divided into one class. As a result, I successfully squeezed into the most common class."

I go!Xia Yang's eyes flickered involuntarily, and he looked at the little fat man, with a trace of doubt and a little sympathy in his eyes.

What does this have to do with other people's snacks?
It's obvious that his own self-control is not good. If it were him, he wouldn't eat snacks and watch them play. He would finish eating first and then go for a stroll on the court to digest.

How could it be possible to be like the little fat man, so honestly eating snacks and not exercising!
"The ordinary class later, you know," the little fat man sighed heavily, "You know, the teacher is definitely different from the good class, you can write if you like, and if you don't, you don't. "

Ok?Xia Yang's eyelids trembled.

He really doesn't understand!He had never met such a teacher before!

Just because, he was not a young man at that time!
Besides, the current homeroom teacher, Mr. Chen, seems to be talking differently from the little fat man, staring at the department representatives every day to hand in homework.

Although he didn't hand in his homework for some time, it was only once or twice that he didn't write or hand in homework.

This is a long-standing habit, little fat man, is it hard to change?
"Later, when the sixth grade is divided into classes, it will naturally be an ordinary class. In such an ordinary class, our teachers call it comprehensive education, advocating morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor, and common development."

After the little fat man finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yang.

Xia Yang couldn't help but looked Xiaopang up and down, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This little fat man with this figure, can he develop with beauty and labor?
He doesn't believe it!

(End of this chapter)